Oi! A Bear Stole my Expresso Macchiato

Upon studying complex relationships in my English class last week, I had come to a realization. People are more complicated than we observe. No, I don't mean that in terms of the 80 distinct organs in human anatomy. And no, I don't mean that in terms of the near 100 trillion connections in the brain and the 100 million neurons that make them up either.  Well maybe, but not really. Human connections with others takes the cake for this topic.  Now answer this simple question. What exactly do we learn in our psychology classes or lectures? (This may sound sudden and off-course. but trust me, it's not) Many would think at first glance that it has something to do with emotions and feelings . And while this is absolutely correct, this answer needs to be narrowed down. Sigmund Freud's Psychoanalytical Theory states that there are three levels of consciousness and with those levels are personality sections: Id, Ego , and Superego . The " Id " section operates at the...

Imagine this. A world where a kingdom stands as a massive, dreadful beast approaches its vicinity. Thousands of knights swarm around the castle like ants, assembling in neat rows as the cataclysmic terror neared. They brandish their weapons, swords clashing in unison for the glory of their nation, only to meet their inevitable demise. Discordant wails of the peasants rang through the air as the ground thundered periodically. Losing hope as the children sobbed on their parents’ sleeves, suddenly, the man of everyone’s dreams arrives. Yes, the introduction of “Hero A”, fully kitted in armor and wielding a glowing, golden sword. The people of the kingdom gaze at him in awe as he dashes towards the catastrophe, determined to save his people. After a grueling deathmatch, “Hero A” has risen triumphant not without grievous wounds. However, such injuries are invisible: not only was he able to protect his people, but also establish himself as a saint of the kingdom without flaw, yet brave “Hero...

These past couple days, I think I developed insomnia. Like a really bad version. If you are the empty coffee mug on the corner of my desk, then this is all your fault!   So bad, in fact, that apparently some of my so-called " bedtime " was in class   ...and not my actual bed (Sorry Mrs. Knudson). I could honestly go on and on with more excuses for my sleep deprivation but long story short,  I completely forgot about this memoir assignment until today morning!!!  Yay! Procrastination! (even unintentionally) !!! Now the million dollar question is.. . Bento Box or Playlist ? Well if it isn't clear already, Playlist is obvious the correct answer and any of y'all say otherwise, I've got some news for you.... You're wrong ... ... ... ... ... ... ... Actually wait a minute.... Where'd all the songs go?  I swear on my stash of instant coffee packs. They were just here 2 minutes ago... Nooo! Someone must've stole the songs off my playlist!  You know what, ...

The future . Something I am both excited and sorta nervous towards. Maybe it's because I have a dream in mind that I want to fulfill while also being conscious about the fact that my life will be completely different than I know it. I'm going to be staying in the same place majority of my next four years and it's not my room. As I was writing my college essays the other day, I experienced a sense of disgust almost never before. I had my airpods in, playlist open, pen in hand, completely ready to write. The perfect Zen setup was complete and I felt at equilibrium with myself as I wrote.  Well, I did .  Until I received an earful 3 minutes later. "You've been chosen for a exclusive 80% off deal at Lowe's . Sign up now and blah blah blah." I felt betrayed. How dare these capitalist demons dare to interrupt my working session with stupid advertisements?! Like, like, hello??? I get that you've released a new lawn mower m...